The strong wind howled, and over the hills, in this large wasteland near the Protacia Forest, densely packed Avenella soldiers stood neatly. The longbowmen stuck the dozen or so arrows they carried with them straight into the mud, ready to use them at will.
"The landing point is too close! Raise it slightly higher! Almost 20!" The noble officers standing on the hill in front shouted loudly.
"Open your bow!!" Edward rode his horse and ran back and forth in front of the array of longbowmen, waving his sword loudly and commanding.
"La——!" More than 30,000 longbowmen clasped the string with two fingers and pulled it to their faces. Everyone pointed straight at the sky. They had no way to directly see the knights of Sivalier, but they had already These experienced hunters know exactly what to do by studying the wind speed and the angle at which they should cast.
"put!"
The blond prince's eyes widened in anger as he brought down his long sword fiercely, and the overwhelming black arrows once again shot out from a distance of 600 meters.
The arrows flew high into the sky one after another, and then flew far further than the original distance under the strong wind of the Ecasta Plain. When they reached the highest point, the air flow blew through the heavier iron of the tail feathers. The arrow tip begins to guide the entire arrow downward under the action of gravity.
It was like a fast-moving dark cloud covering the sky, and dense rain of arrows began to fall downwards after flying for a few seconds.
Even though the accuracy was worrisome due to the distance, most of the arrows that had been corrected to win by coverage still landed in the right place - and the knights of Sivalier who were also targets were in an absolute trap at this moment. A situation you shouldn’t fall into.
them.
was blocked.
After the thousands-man vanguard led by Sir Bertouan was defeated, the horses lying on the ground were lying in a mess at the end of the downhill slope. The knights who had just been stimulated by Avenella accelerated and rushed over. The people of Sivalier did not expect this at all, so many knights were tripped directly by the corpses of their horses and fell to the ground. Coupled with the second wave of arrows from Avenella, more Xivaliers The Valier knights and sergeants were thrown into confusion.
The neighing of the injured horses and the obstruction of movement caused by the dead bodies under their feet made them all unable to help but curse. The scene was chaotic, and the heavy cavalry that the Sivaliers were proud of had not yet been able to fully accelerate to its full potential. The terrifying lethality was suppressed here, the nobles' flags were in a mess, and many people were roaring loudly to try to maintain order - but the Avenella people would not give them a chance.
The wind blows from far away.
Even the farthest range of the common longbows in Avenella is only more than two hundred meters, which is why no one takes them seriously. But boosted by the cold autumn winds that often occur in the open fields of the Ecasta plains, they can shoot farther than imagined.
All this requires is just intelligence.
The nobles of Avenella, who are familiar with the military system and war concepts of Sivalier, can easily judge the path that the opponent will choose, while the archers who are well aware of the temper of the Ecasta Plains only need to test it a few times before this. You can then roughly understand where the arrow will land.
They don't even need to be sharpshooters to do all this. When the number of arrows fired at one time reaches the level of 30,000, all the archers need to do is to stand together with their partners, and then Just move towards a general position, draw your bow and nock an arrow according to the command.
"Damn wild boar——"
One arrow in five seconds, the attack launched by more than 30,000 archers with the help of Ecasta's strong wind can only be described as a downpour. The horses fell one after another, and the huge corpses of horses weighing nearly one ton made Sivalier's heavy cavalry difficult to move.
They can't move, they can't break through, they can't escape from it all.
"咻 咻-"
"Zhang Gong!"
"put!"
Edward had no intention of giving these men any breathing space. He ordered the archers to shoot arrow after arrow. Several waves of arrow rain have caused thousands of war horses to lose their lives. Panic and injuries caused the mad horses to lose control and many knights were seriously injured. But if the proud heavy cavalry succumbed, then Sivalier could not do it. It has become the strongest country on the west coast.
“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” A long-distance arrow rain attack gives them an opportunity to take advantage of it. It takes several seconds from the launch of the arrow to the fall of the arrow. Therefore, a slight movement adjustment will lead to a huge gap between the arrow and the target. .
The experienced Sivalier knights on the flanks immediately began to maneuver outwards. They were divided into several hundred-man squads and spread out to avoid forming an easy target.
"..." Noisy sounds came from the other side. The infantry of Sivalier finally appeared in sight. Some of the knights rushed towards the location of Avenela's archers. The nobles in front Immediately this was discovered, and they turned and shouted to the prince.
"All hands forward!" Edward roared with great enthusiasm. The archers grabbed the remaining arrows from the ground and trotted up the hill. The previous throws turned into flat shots, directly facing this west coast team. The legendary army made most of the archers who were just farmers tremble.
"Look!" But no one flinched. As the supreme commander, Edward took the lead on a white horse. He stood at the highest point of the hill, raised his sword and shouted loudly in front of everyone's attention.
"The arrogant Knight of Sivalier, that miserable appearance."
"Go tell them, people of Avenella."
"tell them."
"Who is the owner of this land!!"
"Open your bow! Let it go!" The highly motivated archers raised their longbows in unison.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!" the knights of Sivalier shouted loudly and formed a charging array.
"Pah! Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo -"
Some of the arrows that were not accurate could not take advantage of the wind and fell to the ground early, but more formed a dense rain of arrows and hit the thousands of Sivalier knights who were determined to go their own way.
The tragedy happened again. Thick arrows fell on the unprotected horses, causing them to fall to the ground. The knight was violently thrown out and the fallen horse stumbled over more companions. This went on and on, trying to change the situation of the battle this time. The charge was defeated on the spot.
——But Sivalier's cavalry still refused to admit defeat.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!! Vala! Sivalier!!" The more than a thousand knights, who were more or less slightly injured but could still move, continued to rush towards this side on foot. They were worthy of the West. In the name of Valier's cavalry, the knights who had lost their horses still roared and charged with swords raised. Facing this earth-shattering momentum, some of the archers began to have the intention of retreating, but Edward took a step forward again.
"Golden Maple Leaf Knights! The Wang Family's First Guards Infantry Regiment obeys the order!"
"Qiang——"
The sound of swords being unsheathed echoed in the clear afternoon air.
"Charge!" The prince flicked the reins and rushed out first.
"Long live Avenella!!" He shouted loudly before putting on his mask. This slogan shouted in Avenella language received a neat response, and the cavalry regiment headed by Edward rushed straight forward. , but faster than them were the heavy infantry who had already moved downwards.
"Long live Avenella!!" The archers opened their longbows again and shot a dense rain of arrows forward. The numerically superior First Royal Guards Infantry Regiment ruthlessly defeated the troops heading this way. The rushing knight Sivalier, who had lost his horse, opened a gap for the cavalry.
"Knight! Charge!" The flow of air became slower.
The hoofs of the horses that rose up in the air and fell heavily turned up the bloody soil, and arrows flew over their heads and attacked the Sivalier cavalry in the distance. The black arrows inserted into every inch of the soil were as dense as grass, and their blood was boiling. For the first time in their lives, these Avenera nobles felt sincerely proud of being born as Avenera people. .
They defeated the Sivalier cavalry, which was said to be invincible on the west coast.
"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."
Huge lances with a length of more than two meters stuck on the lance hooks were flattened. The powerful group charge ability of the heavy cavalry was brought into full play at this moment.
The chaotic knights of Sivalier failed to organize any effective resistance. They could only watch blankly as the Avenella people, holding high the ivy and mountain lion symbols, rushed towards them with shocking momentum.
Their expressions froze in an instant. Fear, hatred, anger and contempt all disappeared at this moment, and the only thing left was shock.
The heavy cavalry that Sivalier was proud of was charged by another group of heavy cavalry in a group.
"For Avenella!! Kill!!"
The ground was shaking. Thousands of Avenella's knights slammed into the flanks of the chaotic Sivalier knights. Their extremely lethal lances effortlessly penetrated the opponent's plate armor. . The Sivalier cavalry, which was already severely weakened, was further defeated.
"Crack!"
The horse corpses that fell to the ground caused some obstruction. Dozens of Golden Maple Leaf Knights stumbled to the ground and made no sound, but more people successfully attacked Sivalier's army.
"Retreat!" Edward shouted loudly. It was extremely foolish to get into a fight with the enemy in a terrain full of dead bodies. The knights immediately followed his footsteps and turned around and ran towards the other side without hesitation.
The chaotic knights of Silvalier regrouped, but just as they recovered from their shock, a sharp whistling sounded again in the sky on one side.
"Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa!"
As soon as Edward stepped forward, the Avenella archers behind him fired another volley under the command of Charles. The black arrows rained down in overwhelming numbers. After paying a certain price to kill the dismounted knights, the Guards infantry also began to fire. Retreat toward the front.
“Take, take, take, take, take, take, take—!”
Like the straw that broke the camel's back, the arrogant Sivalier heavy cavalry fell into a rout.
"Retreat!! Retreat!!" Flags with various noble coats of arms were thrown on the blood-stained ground and trampled wantonly. The remaining more than a thousand Sivalier nobles who still owned horses shouted loudly. He drove his horse to escape.
The First Royal Guards Infantry pushed forward steadily. The Sivalier Infantry who finally arrived on the battlefield fired arrows at the archers above, but they all fell on the muddy ground under the howling wind. Among them, it became a free supplement.
"Let go!" More than 30,000 archers fired a volley at the crudely equipped infantry. The arrows shot by the wind effortlessly penetrated the mail and leather armor, let alone the unprotected human body.
Sivalier's infantry squatted down and raised their shields, while the Avenella cavalry who detoured from the outside drew their long swords and ran towards them because their lances were damaged.
The battle is over.
"We...surrender."
The Sivalier knights who had lost their horses and were left behind by their companions put down their weapons and walked toward the Royal Guards infantry with their hands raised.
The expressions beneath their lifted visors were gloomy, a mixture of unwillingness and humiliation, but the most obvious thing was shock.
"In the name of Edward, the first prince of Avenella, we accept your surrender. You will be repatriated to Sivalier after paying the ransom." The leader of the Royal Guards Infantry said.
Horse corpses were everywhere, and the green plain was dotted with blood and brown and white dead horses. The ground with more than 400,000 arrows looked weird and strange, as if black grass had grown on the bloody soil. terror.
The wind continued to blow, and Edward, who had slaughtered all the infantry, lifted his visor and looked at Fort Ellen in the distance, shining in the morning light.
"It's not quite over yet."
He turned his head and looked at the soldiers behind him.
